ASPHYXIUM ZINE

Friday, July 14, 2023

Poem: Untitled by Judge Santiago Burdon

Untitled
Judge Santiago Burdon


my childhood, I used to hold the flashlight for my father, you're just an echo, of all the women that didn't last, my interest in your summation, is hiding in the lost and found, there's a swallow of patience left in the bottle, a cold shoulder of icy give a shit in the syringe, all I can think of saying, is shut the fuck up, but I was hoping to come up with something, a bit more profound.

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